Love is All You Need
A Wonderful Day
I awoke next to Liam, facing his bare chest and thought,
How can someone sleep close to naked with someone else in there bed?
I saw a soft yellow light filtering through the blinds and looked at the clock, 9am.
"Oh, why does it have to be morning?" I groaned quietly, careful not to wake Liam. I turned to lay on my stomach and threw the blanket over my head. Just as I thought I was going to fall asleep, I heard a ringing. It was faint, so I couldnt tell where it was coming from. I knew the sound of the alarm clock well enough by now, and I knew that it wasnt that. I checked my phone, nothing.
Urrrgh! I thought. What could be making that noise?! I thought for a minute, and recognized the sound of Liams phone. It was some annoying pinging his sister had made him set up. I shook him saying,
"Liam. Liam... your phone's ringing Liam. Get up!" he groaned and buried his head in his pillow. I got up and moaned. He was so annoying sometimes. I just decided that I would answer it myself. I got up and followed the strange pinging sound. Finally I found it sitting on the bathroom counter. I picked it up, completely ignoring the caller ID.
"Hello?" I asked. I instantly recognized that confindent yet somewhat purposely shakey voice.
"Jessica? Is that you?" I froze. I was happy to hear his voice, but I was so reluctant at the same time.
"Yeah, its me Louis. Sorry, Liam's asleep." I said, chuckling to myself.
"Yes, I had a feeling. He's never up at this time. I guess I should have thought about that..." he said. He sounded like he was in deep thought.
"So, what's up?"
"I just called to see if you wanted to go out to lunch or something today. I know a really great place. Plus, you need someone to show you around Doncaster." I heard him laugh from teh other line.
"Sure, that sounds like fun. What time should I be ready by?" There was a pause, I was scared he had hung up on me.
"12:30ish? Is that alright?"
"Yeah, thats perfect. See ya then."
"Bye. See ya." I ended the conversation. I smiled, and started to head back to the bedroom. I walked in and found Liam sitting on the bed, a smirk slowly spreading across his face.
"Okay, am I crazy, or did you just get a date with one of the hottest lads in Doncaster?" he asked me.
"Its not a date Liam. You of all people should know that."
"Oh, sure. Its not a "date."" he said, doing the little air quote thing with his hands. I grabbed a pillow from the pull-out bed, and began hitting his bare chest, pressing him back down onto the bed.
"Your not winning that easily!" he laughed. He grabbed a pillow and began hitting me with it. This turned into a huge pillow fight. Finally we fell onto the floor, laughing our hearts out. I turned my head towards him and said,
"Truce?" he laughed, replying,
"Truce." he shook my hand and looked at the clock. "Oh god, Jessica, you've got to get ready for your date with Louis!"
"I thought we discussed this, its not a date! And why? What time is it?"
"11:30!" I ran to the bathroom and showered. I picked out my signature outfit, a black blazer, a London t-shirt, black studded converes, bleached skinny jeans, and a london hand bag. I got in the car and Liam drove me to Louis' place. I took in the sights as we went. How could Liam have ever wanted to leave this place? Finally, we pulled up to a large apartment building. I gawked at the sight of the large mosaic hanging from the side of the building.
"Jessica!" Liam shouted, shaking me from my thoughts. "Stop staring at the boy! Go talk to Louis!" He practically pushed me out of the car as I opened the door.
"Hi Jessica. You uhh, look really nice..." he said. He sounded nervous, but I had a feeling he wasnt. We just kind of stood theere looking at each other when we heard Liam laugh. He had a smirk playing about his lips.
"Well, Id better get going, give you two some privacy. Louis, just dont go off with her and..."
"LIAM!" we shouted together. We both knew what he was trying to say, but we werent going to let him get it out. He sped of after laughing his little ass off. Louis pulled his car around from the parking lot. I went to grab the handle, but he stepped in front fo me and opened the door.
"Wow, looks like weve got a gentleman in the house!" I joked.
"What, a guy's never opened the door for you before?" he asked in all seriousness.
"You really think the boys in America open doors for the lady?" I laughed.
"Wow. Um, no I didnt. I guess its just the custom here." My smile quickly faded. I allowed myself to sink farther into the leather seats. They seemed to bring me a strange comfort. There was no music playing, but I heard Louis start humming an unfamiliar tune. I listened for a moment and got lost in the soft, slow music. When he finished I asked him,
"Hey, what song is that? I dont think Ive heard that before."
"Yeah, most people havent. I started writing this when I was about 16. Ive got the melody and harmonies, but I still cant figure out any of the lyrics." i looked into his eyes, and they seemed to soften.
"Thats awesome. Ive always wanted to write a song. But Ive never really tried all that hard. I always seem to have somehting on my mind that prevents me." I looked down at my feet. Had I really just confessed my... troubles?
"Yeah, me too. I think thats why Ive never been able to write them." He looked back at me. "Maybe if we work together, we can write them?"
"I dont think so. I cant even sing. How am I supposed to write a song?" He went silent. After awhile, we pulled up to a small resteraunt. He led me inside and sat us down at a table. I looked over the menu, and had absolutely no idea what anything was. These brits must eat a lot fo different foods compared to Americans. Louis, being the gentleman I found him to be, ordered an absolutely incredible kind of soup. With full stomachs, Louis led me back to the car.
"Well, I guess I should be getting back to Liam's." I said.
"Oh no Jessica, Im not done with you just yet. I promissed you a tour of Doncaster, and thats just what your going to get!" I saw laughter and just a hint of mischief in his eyes. We drove around for hours, not really going anywhere. Just driving. I really enjoyed it. When we pulled back up to Liam's apartment, I was reluctant to see him go. Before he left, we exchanged phone numbers. He said he would be over tomorrow for a Friday night stay-in. I pulled out the key Liam had given me, and let myself in. He was sitting on the couch watching a movie. He was watching one of the Toy Story movies.
"Hey Liam. Just so you know, Louis told me he would be over tomorrow night for a Friday night stay-in."
"Yeah, I know. He text me. C'mon. Sit down and watch a movie." I was excited for the next night. That night, would change everything.
How can someone sleep close to naked with someone else in there bed?
I saw a soft yellow light filtering through the blinds and looked at the clock, 9am.
"Oh, why does it have to be morning?" I groaned quietly, careful not to wake Liam. I turned to lay on my stomach and threw the blanket over my head. Just as I thought I was going to fall asleep, I heard a ringing. It was faint, so I couldnt tell where it was coming from. I knew the sound of the alarm clock well enough by now, and I knew that it wasnt that. I checked my phone, nothing.
Urrrgh! I thought. What could be making that noise?! I thought for a minute, and recognized the sound of Liams phone. It was some annoying pinging his sister had made him set up. I shook him saying,
"Liam. Liam... your phone's ringing Liam. Get up!" he groaned and buried his head in his pillow. I got up and moaned. He was so annoying sometimes. I just decided that I would answer it myself. I got up and followed the strange pinging sound. Finally I found it sitting on the bathroom counter. I picked it up, completely ignoring the caller ID.
"Hello?" I asked. I instantly recognized that confindent yet somewhat purposely shakey voice.
"Jessica? Is that you?" I froze. I was happy to hear his voice, but I was so reluctant at the same time.
"Yeah, its me Louis. Sorry, Liam's asleep." I said, chuckling to myself.
"Yes, I had a feeling. He's never up at this time. I guess I should have thought about that..." he said. He sounded like he was in deep thought.
"So, what's up?"
"I just called to see if you wanted to go out to lunch or something today. I know a really great place. Plus, you need someone to show you around Doncaster." I heard him laugh from teh other line.
"Sure, that sounds like fun. What time should I be ready by?" There was a pause, I was scared he had hung up on me.
"12:30ish? Is that alright?"
"Yeah, thats perfect. See ya then."
"Bye. See ya." I ended the conversation. I smiled, and started to head back to the bedroom. I walked in and found Liam sitting on the bed, a smirk slowly spreading across his face.
"Okay, am I crazy, or did you just get a date with one of the hottest lads in Doncaster?" he asked me.
"Its not a date Liam. You of all people should know that."
"Oh, sure. Its not a "date."" he said, doing the little air quote thing with his hands. I grabbed a pillow from the pull-out bed, and began hitting his bare chest, pressing him back down onto the bed.
"Your not winning that easily!" he laughed. He grabbed a pillow and began hitting me with it. This turned into a huge pillow fight. Finally we fell onto the floor, laughing our hearts out. I turned my head towards him and said,
"Truce?" he laughed, replying,
"Truce." he shook my hand and looked at the clock. "Oh god, Jessica, you've got to get ready for your date with Louis!"
"I thought we discussed this, its not a date! And why? What time is it?"
"11:30!" I ran to the bathroom and showered. I picked out my signature outfit, a black blazer, a London t-shirt, black studded converes, bleached skinny jeans, and a london hand bag. I got in the car and Liam drove me to Louis' place. I took in the sights as we went. How could Liam have ever wanted to leave this place? Finally, we pulled up to a large apartment building. I gawked at the sight of the large mosaic hanging from the side of the building.
"Jessica!" Liam shouted, shaking me from my thoughts. "Stop staring at the boy! Go talk to Louis!" He practically pushed me out of the car as I opened the door.
"Hi Jessica. You uhh, look really nice..." he said. He sounded nervous, but I had a feeling he wasnt. We just kind of stood theere looking at each other when we heard Liam laugh. He had a smirk playing about his lips.
"Well, Id better get going, give you two some privacy. Louis, just dont go off with her and..."
"LIAM!" we shouted together. We both knew what he was trying to say, but we werent going to let him get it out. He sped of after laughing his little ass off. Louis pulled his car around from the parking lot. I went to grab the handle, but he stepped in front fo me and opened the door.
"Wow, looks like weve got a gentleman in the house!" I joked.
"What, a guy's never opened the door for you before?" he asked in all seriousness.
"You really think the boys in America open doors for the lady?" I laughed.
"Wow. Um, no I didnt. I guess its just the custom here." My smile quickly faded. I allowed myself to sink farther into the leather seats. They seemed to bring me a strange comfort. There was no music playing, but I heard Louis start humming an unfamiliar tune. I listened for a moment and got lost in the soft, slow music. When he finished I asked him,
"Hey, what song is that? I dont think Ive heard that before."
"Yeah, most people havent. I started writing this when I was about 16. Ive got the melody and harmonies, but I still cant figure out any of the lyrics." i looked into his eyes, and they seemed to soften.
"Thats awesome. Ive always wanted to write a song. But Ive never really tried all that hard. I always seem to have somehting on my mind that prevents me." I looked down at my feet. Had I really just confessed my... troubles?
"Yeah, me too. I think thats why Ive never been able to write them." He looked back at me. "Maybe if we work together, we can write them?"
"I dont think so. I cant even sing. How am I supposed to write a song?" He went silent. After awhile, we pulled up to a small resteraunt. He led me inside and sat us down at a table. I looked over the menu, and had absolutely no idea what anything was. These brits must eat a lot fo different foods compared to Americans. Louis, being the gentleman I found him to be, ordered an absolutely incredible kind of soup. With full stomachs, Louis led me back to the car.
"Well, I guess I should be getting back to Liam's." I said.
"Oh no Jessica, Im not done with you just yet. I promissed you a tour of Doncaster, and thats just what your going to get!" I saw laughter and just a hint of mischief in his eyes. We drove around for hours, not really going anywhere. Just driving. I really enjoyed it. When we pulled back up to Liam's apartment, I was reluctant to see him go. Before he left, we exchanged phone numbers. He said he would be over tomorrow for a Friday night stay-in. I pulled out the key Liam had given me, and let myself in. He was sitting on the couch watching a movie. He was watching one of the Toy Story movies.
"Hey Liam. Just so you know, Louis told me he would be over tomorrow night for a Friday night stay-in."
"Yeah, I know. He text me. C'mon. Sit down and watch a movie." I was excited for the next night. That night, would change everything.
6/4/13